“45: ALAS! ALAS! O LOVERS OF WORLDLY DESIRE!...”


ALAS! ALAS! O LOVERS OF WORLDLY DESIRE! Even as the swiftness of lightning
ye have passed by the Beloved One, and have set your hearts on satanic
fancies. Ye bow the knee before your vain imagining, and call it truth. Ye
turn your eyes towards the thorn, and name it a flower. Not a pure breath
have ye breathed, nor hath the breeze of detachment been wafted from the
meadows of your hearts. Ye have cast to the winds the loving counsels of
the Beloved and have effaced them utterly from the tablet of your hearts,
and even as the beasts of the field, ye move and have your being within
the pastures of desire and passion.



“46: O BRETHREN IN THE PATH! Wherefore have ye neglected the mention of
the...”


O BRETHREN IN THE PATH! Wherefore have ye neglected the mention of the
Loved One, and kept remote from His holy presence? The essence of beauty
is within the peerless pavilion, set upon the throne of glory, whilst ye
busy yourselves with idle contentions. The sweet savors of holiness are
breathing and the breath of bounty is wafted, yet ye are all sorely
afflicted and deprived thereof. Alas for you and for them that walk in
your ways and follow in your footsteps!